I’m not sure that I would call it prayer these days but sometimes I ask for help, for myself or for someone else. Other times I just say thank you. I don’t know who listens but I feel the need to speak out, or ask anyway.
When I used to pray I’d ask God to take care of problems that I couldn’t take care of myself. To reach people I couldn’t reach to let them know how much I love them. It was mentally comforting, so I still do it sometimes.
I am not very religious and I don’t pray very often, but when I do, I pray for the best outcome. “The best outcome” may be one that I don’t want, but I look at it as I don’t see or know the big picture.
When I was a kid I wanted a bicycle very badly. I would pray every day for a new bike. Eventually I learned that God doesn’t work that way, so I stole a bike and prayed for forgiveness.